The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()"

After a brief reunion, Si's father, Si's mother and Si Chaoyue made excuses to leave.

Give Si Lingling and Leng Zheng'ao a chance to be alone.

They even took away the two little buns.

The euphemistic name is: We want to play with our grandson (nephew), so don't hold on to it.

Si Lingling watched her parents and brothers carry the child upstairs, with a warm smile on her lips.

"It's nice to have a family like that."

Leng Zheng'ao also laughed, "Yueyue is also a very good brother, I hope to get his approval as soon as possible."

"Let's go with the flow, don't be too eager."

Si Lingling got up with a smile and said, "Let's go, let's go to the study."

"Listen to my sister."

Leng Zheng'ao smiled, glanced at the corner of the second floor out of the corner of his eye, and followed Si Lingling to the newly furnished study on the first floor.

Here, it will be the main background of Si Lingling's next live broadcast.

Of course, all the books placed inside were sorted out in her space.

Infant and toddler books and textbooks suitable for learning at the age of Yoyo brothers and sisters.

Si Lingling also figured it out these days when the broadcast was cut off.

Fate let her live once, after all, it didn't just want her to be a housewife.

Since she was given a pair of twin babies, she must also hope that she can subtly influence the interstellar creatures by teaching her two children.

Of course, this was Si Lingling's own guess, without any basis.

Especially when she learned that these creatures in the interstellar world were all related to the batch of fire seeds that were sent out by the reverse rise, this guess became a little clearer.

Since they are all her descendants, she can't let everyone live without faith like this.

The so-called star god is just a sustenance that people have randomly found for themselves in the interstellar for thousands of years.

Compared with the real national and racial beliefs, the difference is too great.

"Ah, sister, you have so many books here."

Walking into this brand new study room, Leng Zhengao couldn't help sighing excitedly, "Isn't it all from my hometown?"

"Yes."

Si Lingling smiled softly, "These are the textbooks and extracurricular reading materials for infants and toddlers that I prepared for the brothers and sisters."

"So kind!"

Leng Zheng'ao raised his hand and caressed the books on the bookshelf that still exuded the fragrance of ink, and said intoxicated, "I can still smell the fragrance of ink on them."

Si Lingling: "If you want to read, I have some books suitable for you."

"In addition, there are some good ones in Yueyue's room. If you have a chance, you can ask him to show them to you."

"Okay."

Leng Zhengao smiled happily, took out a book, and looked at the cute cartoons and the corresponding pinyin characters.

He said with emotion: "It's great, these books are well preserved."

Si Lingling: "Well, when I was collecting supplies back then, I thought that one day the world would return to peace and harmony, and it might be useful."

"I didn't expect that I would use them here."

Leng Zheng'ao: "Wherever you use them, their value can be reflected, can't they?"

"you're right."

Si Lingling didn't delay for long, sat down at the desk, and motioned for him to sit down and chat.

Leng Zheng'ao sat down opposite Si Lingling with a book of children's stories in his hand.

He asked in a very soft voice, "Sister, when did you come?"

Si Lingling's answer was very simple: "In the process of yo-yo and jiu-jiu."

Listening to this, Leng Zheng'ao's eyes flashed a chill, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is that when those nasty women kicked you?"

"Sister, I will send someone to find them and avenge you."